come to the heavens

He is different from other descendants. Top-level Taoism is necessary for him, but it is not necessary. His real body is not inferior to the realm. What is missing now is mana. Sanxian can accumulate mana infinitely, even if he cannot advance to the rank of earth immortal. It doesn't matter if you can't become a god, as long as your mana accumulates to a terrifying level, you can still crush those earth immortals and heavenly immortals.

In the Shushan world, it doesn't mean that Earth Immortals must be stronger than Sanxians. Some Sanxians who do not have top-level Taoism can accumulate mana infinitely, and they are also very powerful.

There was no hint of emotion in his tone, which made Qi Shuming very helpless. This kind of thing is about your love and my willingness. It is impossible for him to use the power of the head to force others to become apprentices.

Chapter 672 Wan Jianfeng Takes the Sword

And it is enough to hint this kind of thing once, if it is said explicitly, it is equivalent to begging others to be a teacher, and his face as the head of Emei will be lost.

Sighing secretly in his heart, he was a little disheartened, and politely said that he was a little sleepy, so Ye Chen said goodbye and left.

When Ye Chen left, he sighed softly, and a female voice suddenly appeared behind him:

"Brother really likes him?"

A middle-aged beautiful woman with a graceful figure appeared behind him and asked in a low voice.

Qi Shuming paused, then nodded:

"This son is extremely rare in terms of aptitude, appearance, and heart, and he is not a reincarnation of other monks, so he is suitable to inherit my mantle."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something and paused, then said gently:

"You should know that Tu Hong was once bewitched and made big mistakes. He was forced to become one of the four major male disciples of his sect. It was impossible for him to take over Emei. Ruan Zheng didn't want to make progress, so it would be difficult for him to inherit my mantle. Think of me as a majestic Emei. Headmaster, but there is no suitable disciple."

The woman behind him is his wife Miao Yi, Xun Lanyin, who walked up to him and said softly:

"If that's the case, brother, just accept him as a disciple."

Qi Shuming shook his head and said:

"I have already hinted to him that he has already refused, and if I forcibly accept his disciples, how can I save my face? People in the world think that I, Qi Shuming, have no successors."

"But you really have no successor!"

Xun Lanyin's words left him speechless.

Ye Chen and Lian Xing left Taiyuan Mansion, the senior sister smiled and said:

"Good aptitude is like that. No matter where you go, there are people rushing to accept apprentices. Do you want to make a bet with me?"

Ye Chen asked:

"What bet?"

Ye Lianxing blinked and whispered:

"Just bet on whether the head of the sect will go to your master and let you change the court to worship under him."

"Don't gamble!"

His refusal without hesitation made the senior sister feel angry for a while, and she couldn't help asking:

"Why not gamble?"

He glanced at her and said:

"I'm not a fool. As far as Qi Shuming's current situation is concerned, he urgently needs a disciple who will stand up for him, so that no one will succeed him after his ascension. There is no reason for a talented and beautiful jade like me to give up after seeing him."

The senior sister opened her mouth and spat lightly:

"It's very stinky."

"Each each other!"

After returning from Ningbiya Taiyuan Mansion, they flew directly to Wanjian Peak. Chuandong Wuai, sister Zhou Qingyun and Qin Ziling, and several third-generation disciples who stayed in Emei all gathered under Wanjian Peak, watching the rare event with great interest. The sword-taking ceremony at first sight.

Every Emei disciple can go up to Wanjian Peak to get a flying sword after enough time to become a teacher.

Wanjianfeng contains ten thousand swords, including the high-grade fairy swords cast by Changmei himself, and the swords left by the elder immortals.

You may not always be able to get high-level flying swords, but no matter how bad it is, it's not too bad.

It is said that flying swords have spirits, and the better aptitude Emei disciples go to Ten Thousand Sword Peak, the higher the chance of obtaining a good flying sword. It is said that some Emei disciples have already obtained a ninth-level flying sword on it.

Ye Chen is quite looking forward to this. With his own aptitude, not to mention the rarity of tenth-level flying swords, it is uncertain whether Wan Jianfeng has one, but as long as he gets a ninth-level flying sword, the trip is worthwhile .

Qi Liang, one of the five dwarfs in eastern Sichuan, pointed to the sword-like solitary peak not far away and said:

"Junior Brother Ye, look, that is Wanjian Peak, which contains ten thousand swords. All disciples of this sect are destined to enter and obtain a fairy sword. According to the ancestor Changmei, there are also swords left by the three ancestors hidden in it. That is the most powerful sword in the world. The top flying swords are not inferior to the Seventh Cultivator of our sect, as well as the Ziying and Qingsuo Immortal Swords."

"Not inferior to Ziying Qingsuo?"

Ye Chen had a look of disbelief.

Qi Liang smiled awkwardly:

"A metaphor, a metaphor. It may not be comparable to Ziying and Qingsuo Immortal Sword, but it will definitely not be inferior to Qixiu Sword."

Ye Chen just nodded:

"It's almost there."

It is not difficult to say that it is difficult to get the fairy sword from Wanjian Peak, but it is not easy to say that it is easy. There are elders of Emei guarding the peak, and non-Emei disciples who enter Wanjian Peak will be repelled by the sword energy emitted by Wanjian on the mountain.

But this is the treatment that only non-Emei disciples will have. Of course, Ye Chen, an authentic Emei disciple, does not need to be afraid. Feng flew away.

Flying to the mountainside of Wanjian Peak, he felt a sharp sword energy rushing towards his face. It was the gathering of thousands of flying sword energy and radiating out naturally. Refining the ten thousand swords in the peak makes it sharper and stronger.

When he reached the mountainside, Ye Chen stopped flying and started walking on the falling peak, because by now, he could see the flying swords inserted on the mountain one after another.

Of course, the flying swords on the mountainside are not very good, and the elders of Emei never thought of designing against human beings. The real good swords are clearly placed on the top of the mountain, and you can get them if you are lucky.

Ye Chen walked up to the top of the mountain step by step, but he didn't see the elder guarding the mountain, and he didn't care. He went straight to the top of the mountain where flying swords looked like hedgehogs, and each needle was a flying sword.

Whether it is wide or narrow, long or short, thick or thin, entangled in flames or intertwined with thunder and fire, simple and mottled, or sharp as snow, walking among the thousands of swords on the top of Wanjian Peak, Ye Chen carefully understands the ten thousand swords The sword energy emitted.

One flying sword emits only a trace of sword energy, one hundred flying swords emits one hundred strands of sword energy, ten thousand swords is Dao sword energy, and ten thousand sword energy gathers to form a powerful sword at the top of Wanjian Peak gas storm.

Ye Chen involuntarily released his sword intent to respond to this storm of sword energy and blend with it.

From the outside, it was like seeing a huge storm of sword energy suddenly rolled up on the top of Wanjian Peak, piercing into the sky, and the dome wall of the cave appeared to block the storm of sword energy, turning into a huge ring and spreading around.

Sun Tongkang, one of the Five Shorties in Eastern Sichuan, raised his head and looked at the extremely powerful sword energy storm, smacked his lips and said:

"It seems that our little junior brother is very talented, able to trigger such a large-scale change, it seems that another good sword will be born this time!"

Qin Ziling looked at the sky with brilliant eyes. The twin sister next to her looked at her elder sister and then at Wan Jianfeng, her face was thoughtful.